Here's chapter 6 I hope you all enjoy! just so you know, it may be a while before I'm able to add on again. Thank you to those who have reviewed so far! I'm not always able to answer the reviews but I do appreciate them.

Chapter 6:

Caitie looked up from her laptop as Agent Gibbs came into the living room. "Do you like greasy Pizza?"

Caitie raised an eyebrow, "is there another kind worth having?"

"Let's go get some, I know of a really good place that makes greasy pizza."

Caitie smiled and clicked a few things on her laptop, "Can I go get ready first?"

Gibbs nodded "Yeah." He said, wondering what she needed to do to get ready, a quick glance confirmed she wasn't naked or in pajamas and her hair didn't look horrible. What did she need to do?

Caitie closed her laptop. "I'll be ready in a few minutes."

Gibbs nodded "Okay."

Caitie went up to the bathroom and came down a few minutes later, her hair in a different hairstyle and she had on a different t-shirt.

"Do you happen to have a library card?" Caitie asked.

"Can't remember haven't been there in a few years, why?"

"I don't have a lot of books with me, and I get bored." Caitie said. "Can we go to the library? I can only play Wedding Street and listen to One Direction for so long."

"Wedding Street, one Direction?"

"Facebook game and a boy band." Caitie clarified.

"Like New Kids on the Block?" Gibbs asked, remembering a band that Shannon and Kelly had liked to listen to.

Caitie raised an eyebrow. "Maybe." She said, "I haven't heard of them."

Gibbs shrugged, and they left the house, as they were going to the car, Gibbs asked "Did your grandma ever let you sit in the front passenger seat?"

"No, she was worried I'd die in an accident." Jethro could clearly hear they eye rolling in the teen's voice. "I am old enough though, the law is a kid has to be 12 to sit in the front."

"You can sit in the front passenger seat if you want; it feels like I'm your chauffer when you sit in the back."

Caitie grinned and got into the front with the agent. "Do you have a VCR or DVD player?" She asked as Gibbs started the car.

"Down in the basement, why?"

Caitie rolled her eyes as she realized the basement had been the one place she hadn't looked.

"I have a Movie I'd like to watch."

Gibbs shrugged "I don't care if you use it just don't mess with the tools in the basement."

"Okay."

"What movie did you want to watch?" The question came a few minutes later, clearly Gibbs was trying to be polite and carry on a conversation.

"Sense and Sensibility, it's my favorite." Gibbs' heart clenched as Caitie kept speaking. "It was Mom's favorite too."

"Yeah, I know."

Caitie seemed to be hesitating and Gibbs glanced at her, then back to the road.

"How long were you together?" Caitie finally got the nerve to ask when they had been on the road for about fifteen minutes.

"I met your Mom through work in June of 1996." He said quietly, "We broke up in September of 1998."

"Why'd you break up?"

Gibbs took a moment to think of a way to word his response so he didn't paint Jenny in a bad light. Yes, she'd been the one who'd left, she'd been the one to write the "Dear John" letter but he wanted to make sure that Jenny wasn't painted as the bad guy. Even he knew you didn't talk badly about a kid's dead mom. "We were going in different directions, with our jobs." Gibbs finally spoke. "She wanted a promotion and I wanted to stay in the field."

Caitie nodded again, "That's kind of what she said." Her voice was quiet.

Gibbs didn't answer as he was pulling into the parking lot of the pizza place.

"What kind of Pizza do you want?" He asked as they got out and walked across the parking lot.

"I want to feel the grease and cheese clogging up my arteries just by looking at the pizza." Caitie said instantly, looking up at him. There was nearly a foot in height difference between the two of them and she had to strain to look up at him.

Gibbs looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" Caitie asked.

Gibbs shook his head and smiled "You sound like your Mother,"

Caitie stopped in the middle of the lot, looking at him in surprise, it took a few moments for Gibbs to realize she had stopped and he turned, ignoring the stare she was sending him. Gibbs grabbed her elbow; dragging her a few steps until she started walking on her own again and up onto the sidewalk.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Mom was right." She said quietly, although Gibbs was willing to bet money on the fact that she had been about to say something else. "You have a nice smile." More like we have the same smile. Caitie corrected herself; Mom had always said that they'd had the same smiles.

"What did she tell you about me?"

"Not much," she lied, it was easier to say she didn't know a lot about him and not get attached to him. "But then I never really asked any questions." There was a pause. "She had this picture of the two of you, it was taken at some restaurant, everything in the background was French, you guys worked in Paris right?"

"Yeah," Gibbs said, he turned and went into the pizza place with Caitie following him.

"Boss!" a man who looked quite a bit younger then Gibbs came up to them.

"Hey DiNozzo," Gibbs spoke shortly, but there was recognition in his voice and Caitie could tell that although Gibbs didn't like the interruption that this DiNozzo guy was okay.

"Hey, is this Cathlynn?" DiNozzo asked, seeing Caitie.

"I prefer Caitie" she politely corrected. "It's a pleasure to meet you sir."

"Sir is my father, call me Tony."

Caitie nodded "All right, Tony." She said.

"Hey," Tony turned around now "Ziva! Come'ere!"

A tall dark haired woman got up from one of the booths and made her way over to them.

"Hello Gibbs, would you like to join us? I believe Abby is on her way as well." The woman spoke with an accent that sounded familiar but Caitie couldn't place.

"This is Caitie." Tony made the introduction before Caitie or Gibbs could.

"Hello Caitie," the woman sounded kind of stiff and Caitie smiled, trying to put the woman at ease.

"It's nice to meet you Ziva." She said politely.

Ziva stared at the girl and Caitie stared right back, she wasn't sure why Ziva was staring but the woman didn't scare her.

"You've both invited to stay and have drinks and a ginger ale for Caitie," Tony said.

"We just stopped by to grab the heart attack special." Gibbs said, "Maybe another time."

Maybe another time? Did that mean that she was staying no matter how the test came back? Caitie wondered. Pam had explained the will had said that she was supposed to go to Gibbs after her grandmother's death but that Gibbs didn't necessarily have to take her in. Caitie thought it was a good sign that he'd taken her in while the test was being done, but if the test came back negative was she going to have to go into Foster Care? Or would Gibbs let her stay anyway?

Caitie was so lost in her thoughts that before she knew it, their order was ready and they were leaving. As they walked back to Gibbs' car Caitie wondered what her life would have been like if Gibbs' had wanted to stay back when her mom had gotten pregnant.

She decided it was like the Katy Perry song: In another life, I would make you stay, so I don't have to say, you were the one that got away. Caitie paused for a moment as she got into the truck. Then she corrected herself. In another life Mom would make you stay, so I don't have to say you were the Dad that got away.

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